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Gems In Verse

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Day
17
Month
February
Year
1892
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Public Domain
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She sat in her cozy chamber, With the curtains all drawn tight, Curled up ia a great, big rocker. Fair and sweet iu the soft lamplight. A bonbou box on the table With the choicest of sweets was filled, Whieh she daintily nibbled while writing The words that her. lover thrüled: "Oh, I long for you now, my darlingl Without you my life seems drear, There is never a bit of comfort For me unless you are nearl" il. And her lover read the letter. As he sat in his bachelor den, With his feot cocked up on the mantel. In the usual way of men. With a box of cigars at his elbow. And a pipe and a glass near by. And the smoke clouds wroathed above him As he echoed her lonely crv: "Oh, I long for you now, mydarling! Without you iny iife seems drear, There is never a bit of comfort For me uuless you are near!" - Somerville Journal. Aftcr the Hall. They sat and combed their bcautiful hair, Their Iou-í, brlght tresses, one by odb, As they laughed and talked in the cnamber mere, After tüe revel was done. t Idly they talited of waltz and quadrille; Idly they talked, like other girls, Who over tlie flre, wtien all is still, Comb out their braids and curia. Robe of satin and Brussels lace, Knots of flowers and ribbons, too, Scattered about in every place, For the revel is through. And Maud and Madge in robes of white, The prettiest nightgowns under the sun Stockingless, slipperless, sit in the nicht For the revel is done Sit and comb their beautiful hair, Those wonderful waves of brown and gold lili, the flre is out in the chainber there And the little bare feet are cold. Then out of the gathering winter chili All out of the bitter St. Agnea weather While the flre is out and the house is still, Maud and Madge together- Maud and Madge in robes of white, The prettiest nightgowns under the sun Curtamed away from the chilly night After the revel is done. Float along in a splendid dream To a golden gittern's tinkling tune While a tuousand lusters shimmering strean in a palace's grand saloon. Flashing of jewels and nutter of laces. Tropical odors sweeter than musk. Men and women with beautif ui faces And eyes of tropical dusk- And one face shinini; out like a star One face liaunting the dreams of e'ach. And one voice sweeter thau others are Breaking into silvery sceech- Telling, through Hps of bearded bloam. Au okl, old story over again. As down the royal bannered room, io the golden gittern's strain, Two and two they dreatuily walk, While an unseen spirit walks beside. And, all unheard in the lover's talk He claimeth one for a bride. O Maud and Madge, dream on together, With never a pang of jealous fear! For, ere the bitter St. Agnes weather Shall whiten another year- Robed for the bridal aud -bed tor the tomb Braided brown hair i len tress There'll be ouly one of . of t f or the 'bloom Of the bearded lips to presa- one for the bridal pearls, The robe of satin and Brussels lace, Ouly one to blush through her eurls At the sight of a lover's face. O beautiful Madge in your bridal white Üor you the revel has inst. hnim But for her who sleeps in your arms tonight The revel of life is done. But, robed and crowned with your naintly bhss, Queen of heaven and bride of the sun O beautiful Maud, you'ü never miss T-hekisses another has won. -Nora Perry. Dining. We may live without poetry, niusic and art: We may live without conscience and live with out heart; We may live without friends; we may live without books; But eivilized man cannot live without cooks He may live without books-what is knowlnii. but grieving? He may live without hope-what is hope but deeeiving? I He mayjive without love-what ia passion bat TBut where is the man that can live without dining? -O wen Meredith. Ijiidurance. How rauch the heart may bear, and vet not break! Hndie!UCh th3 ñeSh may 6Uffer' and yet not I question much if any pain or ache Of soul or body brtnga our eud more niSh Ueath choosesbis owu tijne, tiü that is shown All evils may be borne. We shrink and shudder at the surgeon's knife Ji.ach nerve recoiling from the cruel steel wnose edge seema Bearchlng for the quivering Yet to our sense the bitter pangs reveal, That still, althoaeh the tremhlin. flJi u This also can bo borae. We see a sorrow risius in our way. And try to flcu trom the approaching illWe seek somesmall escape, we weep and pray But when the blow falls, then om bearts afè Stlll; Not that the pain is of its sharpness shorn But tbat it can be borne. We wind our life about anot.hr We hola it closer, dearer tliau our omAnon it faints aud falls in deathly strife Leaving us stunned and stricken and alone: Hut ah! we do not die with those we mournThis also can be borne. Behthirae 1ÍV throU8h ail ttings-famine, Bereavement, pain, all grief and misery AU woe aud sorrow. Life inilicts its worst On soul and body-but we cannot die Though wo be sick and tired and faint and Lo, all tilinga can be borne! -Florence Percy. The last Thought. Of all the wortd, Beloved, to tliink thou art not here, And I am tlying. Not thine the fault. I kno w, dear heart. lake my last thought. All pain I've known for our love's sake Was joy whose like the whole wido world could uot impart. - Kate Vannah. True Love. Oh, the heart that onee truly loves nevel' forBut as truly loves ou to the close As a sunflowur turus on her god when he sets The same look that she turned when he rose. .. - iloore. DeatU. O Death, thy certainty ia such, Tlie thousht of thee so fearful ihat, musing, I have wondered much "OW men are ever uheerful. - Henry Luttrell. A foot race- Tlie sprinters. o lis], in it-lii-usscls net.

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Ann Arbor Courier